Seventeen imagines

#170 "Young Master" (part 9)

The floor is white as stone that glistened in the sun's bright coming from the window. I moved like someone schooled in dance, holding a floor mop. I wasn't cleaning that much as meditating, side-stepping and turning in fluid motions as if the mop were my beloved partner.

"Young master is here!"  Miss Kim, the head butler announced. "Stand in line!"

I stood in line along with the other maids. This remind of the first day I worked as maid here in this wide mansion.

The first son of Izhumi company, Young master Junhui, walks at the center, sliding his shoes on the floor I just mopped.

He walks like a prince that he been born on a starlit night. In the other people's eyes, he sparkles in the darkness, behind every cloud. He is a person who doesn't need his hands to grab your attention; his eyes can hold you as if when coldness came, he is the warmth. 

Young Master stopped in front of me. I was bowing my head and saw his shoes faced those shaggy slippers of mine. I lifted my head, expecting to meet his gaze, but he avoided it to happen. Instead he walked away, treating me like a nobody; nor has an important role in his life.

He hurt me, and so did I. After that incident that happened 3 days ago, Young master Junhui never appear in my sight. He seems to be avoiding me as much as he can, and I must be thankful for that. However, the thoughts  of being regretful never left my mind. Was it really okay to treat him like that?

[flashback==

"Let her choose," Young master Minghao announced. He pulled his hug away from me and provoked Young master Junhui, "Choose now. Me or Jun? Who do you want to serve?"

After exchanging looks with my two masters, I answered while clenching my fists: "Master Minghao, take me away from here."

Young master Minghao held my hand and pulled me away.  I didnt know what kind of reaction Junhui had, because never had a plan to look back. ] end of flashback

I left out a sigh while looking at the bonsai trees lined in the wooden box.

"Why am I thinking of him? He treated me like a plaything. Why am I feeling  guilt?" I asked to myself. No one give me an answer, even the calm sound of water  from the pond of the mansion's garden didn't care to speak.

"(y/N), I forgot to bring Young master Junhui's bathrobe," Mady said. I looked back and saw her holding a white robe. "I need to do some errand for that witch Miss Kim. Argh!"

There she goes again: whining and giving me her tasks. How can she always has a confident to command me? We are both maids, with both salary and work hours. This is so unfair.

"Bring this to master Junhui. He is at the swimming pool area. Okay? Fighting!" she handed the bathrobe in force and ran away.

"Wait Mady! I-"

I looked at the robe and let out another sigh. This will be awkward.

While dragging my feet on the way to the swimming pool hall, I heard some water splash.  When I entered the hall, my eyes roamed around.

Young master Junhui is sitting on the side pool. His face is all red! I wonder if he drank wine again. I took a courage to walks closer, but when he looked at me, I hesitated a bit. Is it okay to approach him like nothing had happened?

Who cares?! I am just a maid. This is my work. Yeah yeah. This is not a big deal.

"Why are you here?" he asked. My eyes went up to his pretty face, to the water dripping down from his wet hair and  to his chiseled half naked body.